"He said you''re really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that
Sick, sick, holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
Those Christian boys
So you can made me cum
That doesn''t make you Jesus
I remember
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are